More and more monks gathered here, they were all fighting for the Imperial Weapon, but they didn't want to encounter such a good show. Anyway, it's not a big deal to see the excitement, and a group of monks surrounded this place and watched the battle on both sides.

"Forgive me, Your Excellency, how can you look down on my humble method. "A generation is neither humble nor arrogant, and it is impossible to get time and space*, that is the ultimate meaning of his pressing box!

At this time, a saint jumped out, he stood in front of the great sage, and pointed to the generation: "Presumptuous, this is the young master of the Immortal Heavenly Flying Immortal Pavilion, the cultivation has reached the transformation realm, and being able to personally guide you to practice is the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life! Don't really take yourself seriously, the first Heavenly Monument can only show your potential, but this world is respected by strength!"

He threatened the first generation, feeling that the generation was very uninteresting, and dared to refuse the "kindness" of his own young master! Wang Fei also looked proud, as if everything was as it should be, he was the high god, and all living beings should contribute everything to themselves!

The four of them glanced at each other, Ye Chuixue sneered, Jian Han smiled, Li Yunyou smiled unscrupulously, and the generation looked up to the sky and laughed: "This young master Wang Fei, where did you get your sense of superiority, are you a king? Do you have an imperial soldier? Do you know what death is?"

The four of them laughed together, and no one could help this idiot who was stupid to the young master. The four king-level combat power on this side of the generation, an imperial weapon is still circulating in the emperor's power, a beginner-level sage, and I really don't know how to write dead words. He still didn't understand at all that it was no longer the time to be supreme.

"Presumptuous! dare to be so powerless with me, I order you to wait, hand over the time and space* and the Great Emperor's battle suit, come to apologize to me in Silicon Valley, and then abolish my cultivation, I Feixian Pavilion will not be guilty of your sins in the past!"

Wang Fei was extremely arrogant, and his nose was raised higher than the sky, but his own eyes became more and more disdainful, and even the monks on the other side felt that this young master was dying.

"Idiot! People are the descendants of the Emperor of Time and Space, can they still have a protective imperial weapon? Not to mention the junior sage, even if the peak sage comes, he has to deal with it well, this idiot seems to have never been out. ”

A half-step great sage in the crowd spoke, he was not afraid of this Wang Fei. Although he is not a young supreme level of Wang Ti, it is still possible to cross this realm barrier! Wang Fei can't help him, this person also has a strong strength behind him, Wang Fei just wanted to kill this person but was stopped by the attendants behind him.

"No matter what, how well you think about it, you won't lose the Fa by discussing the Fa with me. Wang Fei spoke, there were more and more monks here, he liked the feeling of being surrounded by stars, and felt that he was standing on the top of the pole and enjoying the worship of all beings.

When everyone arrived, they found that such a strange young master was also drunk. They never thought that there were such arrogant people in the Hundred Sects of the Heavens, even if they were great sages, didn't you know that in this world, there were still geniuses who crossed the level to challenge? Don't you know that there are still supreme divine weapons in this universe?

"I know the people of this Flying Immortal Pavilion, it is rumored to be a force handed down from the ancient period of the gods, ranking among the Hundred Sects of the Heavens, but there is no imperial weapon. ”

"These immortal cultivators have eyes above the top, and they seem to have a single true immortal who is very pulled, but they never thought that after the ancient gods, they have produced any world-famous figures. ”

"I'm waiting for the God of War Heaven to come out of the Destruction Immortal Venerable, and I don't see what we say, one by one will really die. I saw a group of Immortal Heavenly Saints provoke a young supreme before, and as a result, they were beaten by others in the same realm, which is really a shame for the saint!"

Although there are some doubts, people still choose to believe it, because such an outcome is more acceptable than some rumors. Because there is even a legend that the only true immortal and the emperors and demigods are equally destroyed, the generation also feels that the egg hurts when they hear it, and they have to praise the heavenly monks for opening their brains.

Everyone is full of gold, especially such a complaint, not spitting and unhappy. And to be the first monument in the sky, in the future, he will definitely be able to become an emperor, and now he can still speak, and quickly leave a good impression.

"Presumptuous! If you dare to talk to me like this, you are not afraid that I will be the nine clans?!" Wang Fei was furious, in the Feixian Pavilion, his father was the eldest and his second, and no one dared to embarrass him, but now when he heard such words, he went straight away.

Wang Fei blasted out with a punch, and a broken immortal light pierced the void like a meteor catching the moon, and directly faced the main victory with one punch, and even a few great sages! He was out of anger, he always felt that something had happened, and his father could settle it for him, so he never took into account the feelings of others, and anyone who disobeyed him was a one-punch bombardment!

Flying Immortal Fist! Wang Fei struck out the power of Flying Immortals! The generation was surprised, but he didn't expect that this waste young master was not useless, and he actually had such an offensive power!

Boom! There was an explosion, the saints retreated, and the momentum of the great saints was terrifying, and it was by no means comparable to a group of ordinary saints. One punch of the Flying Immortals, blasting back the saints, several great saints retreated early, due to the continuation of the Flying Immortal Pavilion Lord, they would not embarrass a junior.

Ye Fuxue turned her head to the generation and said, "What do you think, this punch is very familiar?"

"It's just a crippled Flying Immortal Fist. "Generation Dao. This Flying Immortal Pavilion has a profound background, and it actually has the only true immortal Flying Immortal Fist! Even if it is incomplete, it is enough to show that they have a deep background and a strong heritage!

A generation used to practice the incomplete Flying Immortal Fist, but due to various opportunities, he found that the power of time and space can make up for the power of the Flying Immortal, and the two sets of boxing methods seem to be born together, which can make both sets of boxing techniques reproduce powerful power!

As a result, there is an upgraded version of the Reincarnation Holy Fist, which is called "Eternal Void" by one generation, which means that under one punch, all ancient cultivation will be empty! The power of time is enough to erode everything, even if the Great Emperor reaches his old age, his realm will be unstable and his combat power will be greatly reduced!

Wang Fei sneered, and several sharp-eyed great sages stood aside to watch the play, and he was also happy. He wasn't stupid, he was just arrogant, and he felt that he had the strength to be arrogant! Several Great Saints didn't embarrass him because of the background of the Flying Immortal Pavilion, so he naturally wouldn't really die to provoke him.

Wang Fei had never seen how powerful bloodlines such as the real King Body and Emperor Zi fought, and he didn't have a deep understanding of the combat power of the young supreme-level. Therefore, he was very arrogant, feeling that all the monks were just as unbearable as the emperor in his Flying Immortal Pavilion, and he boasted that he was invincible in the world at the same level.

Wang Fei raised his arrogant head and looked at a generation like an emperor looking down on his courtiers, he seemed to be showing off his combat strength, and he punched back the saints, what a glory!

The first generation glanced at him and said, "Fighting the five scum, the Great Sage's punch is weak, it is really an insult to the Flying Immortal Fist." If the only true immortal saw you tarnish his fame like this, I don't know if he would be angry with you. The generation shook his head, the Great Sage-level Flying Immortal Fist was not even comparable to his Saint-level punch, and he felt that it was a bit too much to say that he was a waste.

"By the way, Young Master, have you ever seen the imperial weapon?" The first generation changed his words, his eyes narrowed, and he turned around and knocked on the blue and gold battle suit on Li Yunyou's body.

"What about you, what about the imperial weapon, it's just a weapon, no matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than the Great Sage?!"

Wang Fei's face was flushed, he really hadn't seen an imperial weapon, because there was no imperial weapon in the Feixian Pavilion. Among the Hundred Sects of the Heavens, there are either imperial weapons, or there are imperial array mountain gates, and no matter how bad they are, they also have quasi-emperor-level means, and these Flying Immortal Pavilions do not have them!

They are just eating their old books, and they have slipped from the peak of the age of death to the present, and they are already at the bottom of the hundred sects, not much stronger than some second-rate sects. If it weren't for the shadow of the only true immortal, this sect might have been eradicated long ago.

The people of the Immortal Heaven were arrogant, and they felt that the only true immortal had won the supreme glory for them, and now that there was not a single Flying Immortal Pavilion Emperor, this was an eternal pain in their hearts. Therefore, I don't know when it started, the Feixian Pavilion with low self-esteem forbade talking about the emperor's immortal weapon in the door, so Wang Fei's comic didn't know about the emperor's weapon.

"Haha, Wang Feifei, the best, I don't even know about the imperial weapon, do you Feixian Pavilion really have such scum?" The monks were surprised, they didn't expect Wang Fei to say such a move, indicating that the little friends were stunned! In the heavens, even a child knows the imperial artifact!

"Why do I think this young master is so cute, what about the emperor's weapon! It's really a little cute!"

"You don't understand this, this is called stupid and naturally cute in the depths, hahaha, laughing to death labor and management!"

Ye Fuxue's dead face also showed a trace of shock, his left hand holding the scabbard was trembling, he was frightened by this sentence, and only said two words: "Illiterate!" He held himself back, trying not to laugh, such a laugh is really the only time in his life!